Friday, February 19, 2016

Confessions of a Sex Fiend by @RayvenGodchild #Erotica #BDSM @SensuousPromos

On the path to earning his degree in mechanical engineering,
Chancellor Baltimore, geek-extraordinaire, experiences a detour of a lifetime.
He discovers his inner sex fiend and an incurable yearning to be the fantasy,
bring the pain, and ensure unbridled pleasure for his clients. But even he
experiences a bump in the road.

In Tasting Cherry,
everyone has a first time.

In A View to Ecstasy,
it’s so much more fun when there’s more than two in the tango.

In Retreat Bound,
there’s pleasure in the pain.

And in Bound to
Collide, Chancellor experiences a collision course that is inevitable.

Let’s enjoy these tales of a sex fiend as Chancellor continues
to break the rule that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

Rayven Godchild is an author of
erotica/erotic romance short stories, novels, and novellas, as well as a lover
of chocolate and wine. She's shared the sensual secrets of a very naughty boy
in the Confessions of a Sex Fiend
series. Although the addicting tales are available in a boxed set, they can be
found by their separate titles of Tasting
Cherry, A View to Ecstasy, Retreat Bound, and Bound to Collide.

Secret Lilies is a steamy suspense
romantica that was originally released at a tumultuous point in Rayven’s life
but has had new life breathed between the pages. BOSS, a DEGREES OF BEING novel, is available
now.

Tasting Cherry ~ I grabbed Cherry by the
arms and pulled her close. I hadn’t suspected those details. Honestly.

I thought back again to my first time with Denise.
She spent hours gently nudging me from the awkward, nervous nipple sucker to a
skilled clit-manipulator, G-spot hunter, and dick-dunker.

Still wrapped in my arms, I led Cherry to
the kitchen table. “You probably feel ashamed, right?”

She nodded.

“Embarrassed, too, huh?”

She nodded and sniffled. “My mom didn’t
talk to me for days. I wanted her to understand I was just curious, you know.
I’ve been this goody-two-shoes girl all my life. I mean, it was just a
cucumber. Then I thought, you know, some guys have their first time with
professionals. Why can’t I? I just want to know…to feel…be filled…” Her breath
hitched and she shook within my hold.

So close in each other’s space, I breathed
in her heady scent of fresh berries. Something else teased my nose; a light
sweet vanilla that damn near made my mouth water. I wedged my finger under her
chin and tilted her face to mine. I looked into those pools of green innocence
as they stared back at me, pleading with me to take the ignorance away, to turn
the curiosity into fulfillment.

Refusing wasn’t even an option. Every part
of me amped up to… Blow. Her. Fucking. Mind.

Leaning forward, I grazed my lips across
hers, whispering, “Don’t ever be ashamed or embarrassed by your sexuality.” I
cupped a hand to the back her neck, feeling shivers trail through her as I
nibbled her ear and whispered again. “Mr. Baltimore’s going to take it all
away, Cherry-baby.”